(BOOK 1 Of the QUEENS OF CHAOS SERIES) Isa Valen doesn't believe in restraint. Two weeks ago, she did champagne, a sinfully accented stranger, and a night so consuming she ran before sunrise. She doesn't remember his face. She doesn't remember his name. But her body remembers the way he made it burn. When her sister runs to New York, Isa follows without hesitation. New city. New job. New distractions. Then she meets her boss. Erik Orlov. Billionaire. Bratva Don. A devastatingly gorgeous tattooed man built from control and violence wrapped in tailored suits. The first time he looks at her, something tightens in her chest. The first time he steps close, her pulse betrays her. She doesn't recognize him. He recognizes the curve of her mouth. The sound she made when he touched her. The way she ran. The night she can't remember is the one he hasn't stopped replaying. Now she works beneath him - in his office, in his space, in his world. Every glance lasts too long. Every accidental touch feels deliberate. Every breath between them feels charged. And Erik Orlov does not chase. He claims. Enemies circle his empire. Loyalty fractures. Power shifts. But none of it unsettles him like the woman sitting across his desk, pretending she doesn't feel it too. Until two pink lines appear. Because the only thing more dangerous than their chemistry... Is the secret growing between them. And this time, he won't let her run.

"𝐒𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐬 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤. 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐝𝐞𝐯𝐨𝐮𝐫." [Slow update] They say love feels like sunlight after winter. But no one warns you - sometimes, it burns. Sometimes, it scars. I never asked for obsession, for manipulation, or for love that feels like poison. He came like wildfire - raw, relentless, unapologetic. My first. My beautiful mistake. He was dangerous in the most beautiful way. Gentle with me, brutal with the world. Every moment with him was comfort laced with chaos. His love? Honey laced with venom - sweet, addicting, and lethal. He didn't cross lines. He erased them. In his madness, I mistook devotion. In cruelty, I saw protection. How do you run from someone who'd bleed to keep you breathing? He saw the cracks no one else noticed. Whispered promises in the dark. And a part of me clung to them. In his arms, the world ceased to exist. But the next storm didn't come with fire. It came in silence. He arrived like a shadow - watching, waiting, suffocating. He didn't touch me - not yet. But I felt him, like smoke in my lungs. He studied me. Then he moved. And when he did, everything changed. He didn't want to love me. He wanted to rewrite me. His silence screamed louder than words. He wanted me to destroy myself for him. Now, I'm torn between two kinds of insanity: One who would ruin the world to protect me. Another who would ruin me to make me his world. And I can't tell the difference anymore. They circle me like wolves, each calling it love. But love was never meant to feel like this. Was it? I used to believe love was a gift. Now I know - it's a gamble. A bloody one. And in this game of obsession and betrayal, I'm no longer sure who the real villain is. Because when both players would kill you for love... What does that make you?

She wakes up in a stranger's bed, a diamond ring glimmering on her finger - a symbol of promises she cannot remember - a vow forged in a past that's been stolen from her. Everyone says she's fortunate. That she's blessed. That a beautiful home, a devoted fiancé, and a spotless future await her. But when her pulse falters under his gentle touch... when her skin shivers instead of warming - something deep within resonates with the alarming feeling that something is profoundly, dangerously wrong. He insists it's for her own safety - that something awful happened, that healing simply takes time - but there's a fire in his eyes, a possessiveness he cannot mask. And somewhere in her mind, a locked box rattles against its chains. And at night, in the quiet... she dreams of another man she does not recognize. Until one day he steps out of the shadows. Not with flowers, but with fire, with danger, with a confession forged in the pure agony of a love forgotten. Not with comfort, but with a storm in his eyes and a voice that trembles when he says- "You promised to remember me," he whispers. "Even if the whole world made you forget." He is not kind. He is not patient. His love is wild - a consuming force - a sin that feels more elemental than redemption. The moment he reaches for her, the carefully woven lie starts to unravel, thread by thread, until the awful, beautiful truth emerges. She doesn't know his name. But her soul does. Now, stranded between two men - the man who offers refuge within a perfect illusion and the man who holds the key to a catastrophic reality - she must make a choice. To stay safely oblivious... or to break free and remember the life that was stolen from her. Because someone made sure she forgot. And they'll do whatever it takes to keep it that way. Some truths are dangerous - and some memories are worth everything.

Amelia is a college student(25) who has everything she ever wanted in life. But the one thing she doesn't have is TRUE LOVE. Amelia broke up with her boyfriend on her birthday and ended up drunk and having a one-night stand with a man who took her V-card. Unknowingly to her, that man was her father's boss who is 12 years older than her. PLEASE READ IF YOU'RE INTERESTED IN THIS NOVEL, WARNING*** THIS NOVEL MAY CONTAIN R-18 AND SOME VULGAR SCENES

𝐀 𝐒𝐄𝐂𝐑𝐄𝐓 𝐃𝐄𝐒𝐈𝐑𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐁𝐄𝐒𝐓 𝐅𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐃'𝐒 𝐁𝐑𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑. Book 1 in "Dark Fate" series. "They say you can't choose who you fall in love with, and he couldn't agree more. His sister's best friend had captured his heart, and he was consumed by his obsession for her and now, he knows he would never be able to let her go because she belongs with him." • ✧ • There's a kind of love that feels like sunlight - warm, gentle, safe. And then... there's his. It's not cruel. It's not loud. It's something far more dangerous - quiet, calculated, all-consuming. He was my best friend's brother. The man I was never supposed to notice. He watched from the shadows, memorizing me without ever needing a single word. I never really knew his name... but he knew everything about me. My fears. My patterns. My dreams. Even the parts I hadn't yet discovered myself. He's always been there, just a step behind-waiting, watching, wanting. And now, he's no longer waiting. He calls it love. I don't know what to call it, only that it pulls me in like gravity - unavoidable, inescapable. There's safety in his arms, yet danger in his silence. Gentleness in his touch, yet fire in his gaze. And somewhere in the tension between fear and longing, I find myself unraveling. Because the scariest part of being wanted like this... Is realizing you might want them back.

Knight x Princess In a kingdom ruled by fear and tradition, lies a knight and a princess. A knight, cloaked in armor and rumor, wearing a mask that hides a soul weighed down by sorrow and hatred. A princess, being swallowed by expectation, overlooked by those too loud to notice her pain. When fate binds them in an arranged marriage neither of them chose, it is meant to be a sentence. A punishment for her, a strategy for him. But behind guarded eyes and sharp silences, something begins to stir. He sees the quiet fire in her that no one else bothered to notice. She sees the man behind the blade, the one who bleeds and the one who hides. In stolen glances. In late night conversations and lingering silence. She begins to see the man beneath the steel. He begins to hear the voice behind her silence. But love is dangerous in a world like theirs. Because secrets are buried deep within the castle walls. And neither of them truly knows the other's past... or what their union is truly meant to ignite. He was forged to destroy. She was taught to endure. Together, they may either save a kingdom or burn it to ash. When sword meets silence, when fear meets fury... what will be born of it? What destiny awaits when the fearsome knight's fury meets the silent strength of the quiet princess? Together, can they rewrite the fate that neither could face alone? *note~i do not own any pictures/images that are uploaded throughout the entirety of this book...all rights go to the rightful owners*

Noelle Reyes is out of time. Her family's beloved Christmas shop, The Tinsel & Holly is drowning in debt. The foreclosure notice is set for Christmas Eve, and the only man who can save it is the one person she never wanted to see again. Nikolas von Hess. The "Ice King" of her high school. The ruthless, cold-eyed billionaire who looked right through her. But Noelle doesn't know the truth. Nikolas hasn't just stumbled upon her debt. He's been obsessed with her for ten years. And he's finally ready to collect. He offers her a deal: twelve days at his remote, snowy estate. Twelve days of obeying his every rule. In return, he'll wipe the slate clean. Noelle thinks she's just an employee in a contract. He knows she's a possession in a cage. She's the only warmth he's ever craved, and he's the Scrooge who isn't just stealing Christmas he's kidnapping its queen. This holiday, the Tinsel Trap is set. And it's for life.

She came to paint his portrait. But instead uncovered her past, a secret and a love worth risking everything. . ✧ . Victoria was only meant to paint his portrait. A quiet artist with a haunted past and a love for color that hides her scars, she never expected to catch the eye of a king. Let alone his heart. But from the moment their eyes met, it was as if fate had chosen them. And one dangerous, forbidden kiss changed everything. King Lucien has ruled with fire and precision, never wavering. But Victoria awakens something reckless in him. Possessive, protective, and willing to tear down the walls of his own court to keep her safe. And Lucien soon finds that love does not come without cost. With enemies circling and secrets surfacing, his kingdom is no longer his greatest concern-she is. As shadows from Victoria's past begin to whisper the truth of a royal bloodline she never knew, she's forced into a world of power, betrayal, and revenge. Some would rather see her silenced than see her crowned. Others will do anything to expose her. And through it all, Lucien would burn the world for her. One kiss changed everything. But the truth might ruin them both.

He holds her life in his hands. Now, he wants to hold her soul. Dr. Lucien Valdez is a god in the operating room. A renowned neurosurgeon with ice in his veins and a mask that hides his true nature. By day, he saves lives. By night, he hunts. All it took was one phone call. One voice. Amore Mancini made a mistake. She called the wrong number and unknowingly invited a predator into her life. She thinks the shadows are empty. She's wrong. He knows her schedule. He knows her scent. He knows exactly where to cut to make her bleed... or make her beg. Lucien doesn't just want to fix her. He wants to break her apart and put her back together, piece by pretty piece. The doctor is in. 📖 Book 1 of a dangerously addictive series. 🔞 18+ ONLY - Contains dark themes, BDSM, and an unhinged masked Dom.

He was the shining white knight, sworn to protect his kingdom from evil. She was the "wicked witch," feared for her strange powers, blamed for every famine, plague, and misfortune. But when he was sent to slay her, the truth unraveled: she wasn't a monster, but the only thing standing between the kingdom and a far greater darkness. By the end of their clash, the knight's faith in his cause shattered-and in its place grew an unshakable loyalty to the woman he was told to hate. He abandoned his vows of light and swore a darker, truer oath: to be her sword, her shield, and her shadow.